Once upon a time, in a land far far away

A savage dragon descended on the peaceful town of Sagon.

It burned the fields with its flaming breath,

Darkening the skies.

In their despair, the inhabitants prayed to the gods of light,

Who had mercy on them, and sent them an old blind swordsmith.

He lit up the forge and began to strike the iron,

The anvil hammered the steel began to glow.

After seven days and seven nights he immersed the steel

In a cauldron of human blood.

As the spirit of the blood hardened the red-hot metal,

The swordsmith fell down and died.

And the light of the glowing day was reflected by the

Silvery blade of a wonderfulk weapon.

The sword of Sagon, ha ha ha ha.



Prince of Asgard, take this blade

Break our chains, light up the shade

Trust in metal and your force

half the kingdom will be yours

Once there was a time

When we all lived in peace

Now we are the slaves

Of the blood-thirsty beast



Sword of Sagon, made of steel

Blessed with blood

Save us from the tyranny

Sword of Sagon, stab the black dragon's heart

Kill the beast and set us free



Face the dragon's evil eye

Smoke is darkening the sky

Raise your weapon, start to fight

Metal power, sharp steel bites

Smash the serpentine's flesh

Viscid blood runs down your hand

Fight, never give in

'till its head lies in the sand



Sword of Sagon, made of steel

Blessed with blood

Save us from the tyranny

Sword of Sagon, stab the black dragon's heart

Kill the beast and set us free